I recently came across the story of an Indian woman named Seema, a mother from a small village in Jharkhand, India. Her story encircles around the strenuous travels she has had to commit to in order to reach some sort of substantial medical facility, which usually only consist of three doctors and three nurses while also being overcrowded with patients; her nearest hospital is a two-hour bus ride away.
I am just about finished reading Shonda Rhimes' book, The Year of Yes. And from this day forward, it will be my personal manifesto. In fact, I think it should be required reading for young women, grown women, mothers, and future mothers. In short, if you have two X chromosomes (which would make you a bona fide female), you need this book in your life.
When a mother first learns that she is pregnant, there is a flurry of emotions. And learning that she is having a girl? What a thrill! There's nothing quite like the bond between a mother and her daughter. But sometimes anxiety sets in or self-doubt arises: How will I know how to take care of her? Raise her? Protect her?